Michael leans forward on his toes to pick him out, eyeing Martin, and thinking about what they talked about, but hey, they're here, they're alive, and they're happy. Who the hell is he to argue with any of that?

"I found mine," he confirms. "As expected, rescuing people like the hero he is," Michael says, but it's with fondness. "We got his prosthetic back in place, and I got him on the pier before I proposed, but lucky for me, he said yes."